Geneva was tossed to the russet blonde haired man. “Leave her! " Devon shouted but was held down by another man. Others surrounded Shaye. The advisor turned Geneva, and scanned her face. “Leave me, prick! " She shouted at his face. The man smirked. “Oh, I have just the work that you can do. " He whispered. He then faced Shaye, and said, “She has a big mouth. I am going to use that mouth of hers with honour. And then I'm going to cut your advisor in half. Only then can you leave. “The man said. " Why are you doing this? What will you get out of it? " Shaye asked, no curiosity, not a single ounce of fear was evident on his face. " Why?? Because my pathetic father thought that you are more successful and powerful than I'll ever be!! So, I'm proving him wrong. " The man shouted, his hold tight
